" Ahh fuck!" screamed Alexander the light skin African American 19 year old. He had short curly hair with a taper fade on the side. His eyes where hazel and stood out. He had soft but shape features.
"What the fuck?"
"Where the hell am I?" he questioned rhetorically.
Quickly looking left and then right to survey his surroundings. But found nothing but an empty space filled with white light and nothingness. Panicked he looked above then below causing him to panic even more because of what he had seen. Below and above him was more nothingness. He appeared to be sitting yet floating in mid-air.
While he continued to freak out. A cool and gentle voice came from in front of him.
"Calm down child. You are safe. Everything is okay."
Stopping, Alexander quickly looked in front of him to find an incredibly handsome and glowing middle age man. He had hair as red as rose and pink ruby eyes that brunt bright like the sun. A smoothen and chiselled face with a little stubble for a beard. He wore a white and blue he cloth. And a white shining halo behind his back.
Needless to say Alexander was stunned. He hadn't even seen this person when he was looking around.
"Young Alex, if I may call you that. This is the afterlife. You have passed on." He figure said, pulling Alexander out of his stupor.
" What! Who are you? What do you mean the afterlife? And what do you mean by You have passed on.?" He fired.
Smiling gently, the figure answered. " I am afraid I can't tell you who or what I am. You may simply refer to me as ROB. This is the afterlife a place people go to when they die. Yes, my child, you have died."
Alexander was shocked.
"What do you mean I've died. How can I die? I mean, I know I can die not saying I am immortal or anything, but how can I die just like that? I what just chilling playing some COD (Call Of Duty) smoking some little shits. Then I wake up here, and you are trying to tell me I'm dead? Just how?" Alexander cried, not noticing the subtle twitch of irritation in the man's eye.
"Well young Alex, that how death works. It is not known for giving a heads up." Said ROB with a calm tone.
"Yeah, but at the very least, I should have felt or heard something. Like if I had a stroke or a heart attack I would have felt or remembered something. But there was nothing. A minute I am there the next I am here. You get me? I don't believe that humanity has advanced so much so that they can kill a person instantaneously. Right? And even if they have why would someone use that on me?" He questioned. Again falling to notice the subtle trembling of the ROB.
Sighing the ROB explained again " You where hit by a stary meteorite."
This confused Alexander. "A stary meteorite? How? And even so how come I can't remember anything-
"OH for Christ sakes SHUT UP. Like actually shut the hell up. This is my first time doing something like this so I'm trying to be all civil and polite about this. But you won't just shut up and let it go." ROB berated with frustration.
"Can't you just shut up and let me get on with it without being like but how did I die this? Why can't I remember that? Like you're already dead move on already. Fine you want to know how you died so badly."
"I killed you. Yes, I killed you. I was bored so I was sniping some mosquitoes and I guess one of them moved and I hit you instead. There. There you go. Now you know. ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?" Said ROB with a salty attitude.
Alexander was taken aback by the sudden change of the figure. But it didn't take long for him to process what had happened.
'This person had accidentally killed me and tried to play it off.' It clicked in his mind.
"You bastard. It's your fault I'm died. And you run here with your glowy face and eyes to try to avoid taking responsibility. Didn't you?" Alexander accused.
"IGNORANT. THAT'S IGNORANT!" ROB shouted
"What the hell is with the false allegation. Look at me. A whole ROB meeting you. A basic bitch with mediocre gaming skills. Why would we ever meet if I wasn't trying to take responsibility."
Alexander was offended 'bro went after my skills. There are somethings you just don't say.'
"YOU WANNA GO OLD MAN??" Alexander asked.
"OH, I WANNA GO! I'M READY TO GO!" ROB agreed.
This shouting match continued for a while
….
A few hours later.
"If you are going to send me back, send me back already so I don't have to see your ugly mug." Alexander huffed.
"Who said anything about sending you back." ROB shot back.
"What?"
"If I could send you back why would I bring you here just to raise my blood pressure?"
"And don't ask stupid questions about why I can't. I said I can't so I can't. That's the end of it." ROB ended because he felt Alexander about to ask his stupid questions again.
"What? What happened to taking responsibility and everything?" Alexander said afraid. Was this really the end for him?
"Yeah, I meant that I was going to give the opportunity to reincarnate with your memories and peaks."
"I mean how did you not even put two and two together. You're are weeb/gamer, you're dead, you met me. I even called myself ROB for crying off loud." ROB said.
"I guess, I must have been a little preoccupied with I don't know. BEING DEAD!" Alexander shouted.
"Oh please, you're acting like you are the first guy to ever died." ROB said.
"Look you see that wheel over there." ROB pointed at a wheel that seemed to have had appeared out of nowhere.
"Yeah?"
"Read what it says on it." ROB said.
"Supernatural?"